empty frames;

Through it all, the tears and having nothing but my shadow, hoping, trusting, stuck on the edge of my seat, i finally feel whats real and i can now see, that chasing cars like the dog i am, building cities just to watch them to fall, this is all i really am, this is it, my life, my all, but lessons are learnt with every bit of hope broken and the faith left to drown, it is time to pick myself up from the dust, empty frames they haunt me as i search along the walls, cracked floors they invite me in, but i can not let myself fall through, not again, there is no safety net this time, its all or nothing, and i wont let myself down, but if the chance i may faulter, and i see myself fall, i will bring everything down, youll see this city crumble, i will take it all.